It has turned into a nightmare.

Yikes, we are not doing so well in the Norman house! Had I known what the week would bring I would NOT have started in on Callie's room just yet. I went to sleep on Wednesday with a stomach ache and then got sick in the night. Brent was home yesterday since he is working nights, so he took the boys while I napped with Callie. That was nice, but today I am still not feeling well at all. My arms and legs feel like they weigh 100 lbs. and I have no appetite and am pretty weak. (NO, I am NOT pregnant! This is a good weight loss help, though, if you want to see the glass half full) I want to go hibernate for a few days. But...I can't b/c we are trying to get Callie's room painted the rest of the way and all set up. We have had a run in with some painter's tape, and I do NOT recommend EVER using that lousy stuff. Brent got a call that he has to go to work at 3:30, so it looks like the kids and I will be heading in to Movie City and picking out a fun movie, b/c I am shot and not exactly thrilled about taking care of them on my own tonight. It's a "survival day". Tate woke up this morning and it appears he has the bug, too. He must have thrown up in his sleep, poor thing. He seems to be fine today, he has been running around as active as ever. It has been raining forty days and forty nights around here(I'm exaggerating a tad) and it was partly cloudy out this morning so I let the boys go out. Our driveway has reached an all time lake-ness and so they had fun splashing about in it. I knew how it was going to go, so I planned a bath at the end of it and had them wear dark clothing. It took some of the stress out of it. Some pictures for you:




Well, I'm going to try to go fold the mound of laundry on my couch... *sigh*